Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down Lyrics
| Song | Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down |
| Artist | Brand Nubian |
| Album | In God We Trust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
| ("get nothin' but a beat down!") | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Punks jump up to get beat down! | |
| ("get nothin' but a beat...") | |
| Sadat x: | |
| One day when i was ridin' on the train i seen these two kids talkin' | |
| About the nubian reign had fallen. | |
| I didn't say nothin' cuz these kids caught my goat, | |
| Even wore my coat like a murder that they wrote. | |
| So this kid with mouth swagger 'n i'll blaze the cloak and dagger | |
| So i gotta show dukes the macho lot that i am. | |
| I can rock a jam, make the world drop ham, | |
| Oh yes, i'm the bad man, and bad men wear black. | |
| And if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, i'm with that. | |
| Though i can freak, fly, floow, *********** up a ***********. | |
| Don't understand their ways i ain't down with gays. | |
| You wanna grab the style that was made from my mom and my dad, | |
| When i was young i used to run with a notepad. | |
| Then dimes knew and somehow i knew that i was bad to the bone... | |
| Black prodigy since the age of twen-ty. | |
| I could write a rhyme, rip it up and write a next one, | |
| Right on the spot, sign my name with a dot. | |
| Diamond d threw me some smooth ***********t, bronx crowd roar. | |
| Stick up your wack jam, everybody hit the floor. | |
| Okay it's you, slim, the hard rock of the pack, | |
| Don't wanna kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'. | |
| Bust some ***********t in his chest, now his whole body's swollen. | |
| Why did i have to do it? he asked for it. | |
| His man saw it, so it don't mean ***********t to me. | |
| He's gone, that's how it's supposed to be....check it out now. | |
| I ain't goin' out, man that short ***********t is dead, | |
| Have you heard what i said? if not, ask the dread. | |
| He got a can and that's bad...similar to the one that i got from my own dad. | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Lord jamar: | |
| Your punk ass'll be grass quick fast like my name was flash | |
| When a *********** try and rob me for my cash. | |
| You thought you had a sweet vic, a nice pick, | |
| But you didn't anticipate that i might be sick. | |
| Now who's the trick, cuz i'm not a up. (no, no-no-no!) | |
| I always do the ***********', just might do the buckin'. | |
| I leave my nikes stuck in your rectum, till you learn | |
| Brand nubian, yo, you gotta respect 'em. | |
| Dissect 'em, yo, our word is bond regardless. | |
| To my what, and do the puma strut. | |
| So step the *********** off, before i punch you in your face, | |
| With the *********in' bass! | |
| Then you're gonna taste blood in your mouth, it's gonna flood south | |
| To the ground, and you're gonna know i don't *********** around. | |
| So if you think you had two soft newjacks, | |
| We're gonna have to off you with a few cracks | |
| To the jaw and you won't pop that ***********t no more. | |
| Explainin' to your friends why you're layin' on the floor. | |
| Did you want some more? i didn't think so. | |
| Just got whipped like a *********** in the clink, so | |
| I suggest you take your bloody mess and find a piece of wire, | |
| Fix your broken jaw, then it's time to retire. | |
| Lord jamar will live long, cuz i give strong blows the heads of my foes. | |
| Dread flows, gives me power as it grows. | |
| Watch how rass-cladda you catch the speed knot, | |
| Heed not, and hell will be your home, | |
| Lord jamar, sadat, as we swell your dome. | |
| Refrain 4x |
| zuo ci : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
| " get nothin' but a beat down!" | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Punks jump up to get beat down! | |
| " get nothin' but a beat..." | |
| Sadat x: | |
| One day when i was ridin' on the train i seen these two kids talkin' | |
| About the nubian reign had fallen. | |
| I didn' t say nothin' cuz these kids caught my goat, | |
| Even wore my coat like a murder that they wrote. | |
| So this kid with mouth swagger ' n i' ll blaze the cloak and dagger | |
| So i gotta show dukes the macho lot that i am. | |
| I can rock a jam, make the world drop ham, | |
| Oh yes, i' m the bad man, and bad men wear black. | |
| And if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, i' m with that. | |
| Though i can freak, fly, floow, up a . | |
| Don' t understand their ways i ain' t down with gays. | |
| You wanna grab the style that was made from my mom and my dad, | |
| When i was young i used to run with a notepad. | |
| Then dimes knew and somehow i knew that i was bad to the bone... | |
| Black prodigy since the age of twenty. | |
| I could write a rhyme, rip it up and write a next one, | |
| Right on the spot, sign my name with a dot. | |
| Diamond d threw me some smooth t, bronx crowd roar. | |
| Stick up your wack jam, everybody hit the floor. | |
| Okay it' s you, slim, the hard rock of the pack, | |
| Don' t wanna kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'. | |
| Bust some t in his chest, now his whole body' s swollen. | |
| Why did i have to do it? he asked for it. | |
| His man saw it, so it don' t mean t to me. | |
| He' s gone, that' s how it' s supposed to be.... check it out now. | |
| I ain' t goin' out, man that short t is dead, | |
| Have you heard what i said? if not, ask the dread. | |
| He got a can and that' s bad... similar to the one that i got from my own dad. | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Lord jamar: | |
| Your punk ass' ll be grass quick fast like my name was flash | |
| When a try and rob me for my cash. | |
| You thought you had a sweet vic, a nice pick, | |
| But you didn' t anticipate that i might be sick. | |
| Now who' s the trick, cuz i' m not a up. no, nonono! | |
| I always do the ', just might do the buckin'. | |
| I leave my nikes stuck in your rectum, till you learn | |
| Brand nubian, yo, you gotta respect ' em. | |
| Dissect ' em, yo, our word is bond regardless. | |
| To my what, and do the puma strut. | |
| So step the off, before i punch you in your face, | |
| With the in' bass! | |
| Then you' re gonna taste blood in your mouth, it' s gonna flood south | |
| To the ground, and you' re gonna know i don' t around. | |
| So if you think you had two soft newjacks, | |
| We' re gonna have to off you with a few cracks | |
| To the jaw and you won' t pop that t no more. | |
| Explainin' to your friends why you' re layin' on the floor. | |
| Did you want some more? i didn' t think so. | |
| Just got whipped like a in the clink, so | |
| I suggest you take your bloody mess and find a piece of wire, | |
| Fix your broken jaw, then it' s time to retire. | |
| Lord jamar will live long, cuz i give strong blows the heads of my foes. | |
| Dread flows, gives me power as it grows. | |
| Watch how rasscladda you catch the speed knot, | |
| Heed not, and hell will be your home, | |
| Lord jamar, sadat, as we swell your dome. | |
| Refrain 4x |
| zuò cí : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
| " get nothin' but a beat down!" | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Punks jump up to get beat down! | |
| " get nothin' but a beat..." | |
| Sadat x: | |
| One day when i was ridin' on the train i seen these two kids talkin' | |
| About the nubian reign had fallen. | |
| I didn' t say nothin' cuz these kids caught my goat, | |
| Even wore my coat like a murder that they wrote. | |
| So this kid with mouth swagger ' n i' ll blaze the cloak and dagger | |
| So i gotta show dukes the macho lot that i am. | |
| I can rock a jam, make the world drop ham, | |
| Oh yes, i' m the bad man, and bad men wear black. | |
| And if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, i' m with that. | |
| Though i can freak, fly, floow, up a . | |
| Don' t understand their ways i ain' t down with gays. | |
| You wanna grab the style that was made from my mom and my dad, | |
| When i was young i used to run with a notepad. | |
| Then dimes knew and somehow i knew that i was bad to the bone... | |
| Black prodigy since the age of twenty. | |
| I could write a rhyme, rip it up and write a next one, | |
| Right on the spot, sign my name with a dot. | |
| Diamond d threw me some smooth t, bronx crowd roar. | |
| Stick up your wack jam, everybody hit the floor. | |
| Okay it' s you, slim, the hard rock of the pack, | |
| Don' t wanna kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'. | |
| Bust some t in his chest, now his whole body' s swollen. | |
| Why did i have to do it? he asked for it. | |
| His man saw it, so it don' t mean t to me. | |
| He' s gone, that' s how it' s supposed to be.... check it out now. | |
| I ain' t goin' out, man that short t is dead, | |
| Have you heard what i said? if not, ask the dread. | |
| He got a can and that' s bad... similar to the one that i got from my own dad. | |
| Refrain 4x | |
| Lord jamar: | |
| Your punk ass' ll be grass quick fast like my name was flash | |
| When a try and rob me for my cash. | |
| You thought you had a sweet vic, a nice pick, | |
| But you didn' t anticipate that i might be sick. | |
| Now who' s the trick, cuz i' m not a up. no, nonono! | |
| I always do the ', just might do the buckin'. | |
| I leave my nikes stuck in your rectum, till you learn | |
| Brand nubian, yo, you gotta respect ' em. | |
| Dissect ' em, yo, our word is bond regardless. | |
| To my what, and do the puma strut. | |
| So step the off, before i punch you in your face, | |
| With the in' bass! | |
| Then you' re gonna taste blood in your mouth, it' s gonna flood south | |
| To the ground, and you' re gonna know i don' t around. | |
| So if you think you had two soft newjacks, | |
| We' re gonna have to off you with a few cracks | |
| To the jaw and you won' t pop that t no more. | |
| Explainin' to your friends why you' re layin' on the floor. | |
| Did you want some more? i didn' t think so. | |
| Just got whipped like a in the clink, so | |
| I suggest you take your bloody mess and find a piece of wire, | |
| Fix your broken jaw, then it' s time to retire. | |
| Lord jamar will live long, cuz i give strong blows the heads of my foes. | |
| Dread flows, gives me power as it grows. | |
| Watch how rasscladda you catch the speed knot, | |
| Heed not, and hell will be your home, | |
| Lord jamar, sadat, as we swell your dome. | |
| Refrain 4x |
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